The White Stuff and the Salt Stuff

Hello Minneapolis (and those interwebbing from without Minneapolis).  It has been a while since I parked my bike in the blogosphere.  Apparently, they like me doing productive work at my job, and whining about cars doesn’t make the grade.

That is not to say that I have not have all of you, my billions of readers, in mind.  I think about biking a lot.  I think about things I might put in this blog (should I ever bother to make a posting) and how you might respond to it.  Will they laugh?  Will they cry?  Will they grab torches and pitchforks and storm city hall?  There just aren’t enough old-timey mob riots ITTET.

Hey, there’s snow on the ground!  Minneapolis has been tardy for seasons as of late, not starting summer until you forgot it was summer and not starting fall until mid-November.  Winter for me began yesterday when the wind chill was in the teens and there was at least a small dusting of the white stuff [cocaine joke].  My sources (left) report that St. Louis Park is already salting.  While some may scoff and say that 1 mm of snow and 0 mm of ice does not need salt, it appears that St. Louis Park is merely attempting to be proactive.  Plus, think of the salt and salt accessory jobs that are being created.

Tomorrow, a group of local cyclists are meeting at the West Bank Social Center at 11am to finalize the formation of a Minneapolis-specific bicycle (and tricycle, and unicycle, and … …) advocacy group.  Nothing can be more fun than committee (or is it spelled “commmmitttteeeeee”?) meetings and policy formation.  It’s kind of like what I do on the internet, but in-person, and I can’t do it while getting paid at work.  If you are at all interested in helping form this organization, you are welcome to come and share your ideas.  The WBSC is on top of the Nomad in West Bank.

Alright, that’s enough wordage after a 6-week hiatus.  Thanks for all the kind praise and well wishes, and perhaps someday you can say you read this “way back in 2009.”